The Wrath of Red Fang

 

Synopsis: King Sonic finally battles Red Fang.

 

 

Chapter 1—Barely Holding Himself Together

            Red Fang homed in on Sonic’s signature to locate him as an infant when he and his siblings had been separated.    He had found the precise moment in his timeline where he would be the most vulnerable to strike him and eliminate the source of his misery forever.   However, Fang was not successful in his attempt since he had been sidelined in the void of time and space.

            ‘I don’t know why you have a vendetta against me, but I don’t want to fight unless you give me no other reason to do so.’, Sonic said, after knocking Fang down only momentarily.  Red Fang was literally falling apart.  His flesh was putrid, rotting away under the corruption of chaos control.  His hollow eyes glowed in the pits of his skull as he turned his gaze towards Sonic and laughed.   His laugh, a hollow, soulless sound of lunacy.  

            ‘You know this isn’t how this will end, King Sonic.  I have been watching your progress and I loathe it.  Mobius will fall.  If not by me then by someone stronger.   You might be a beacon, but like the candle you are, someday you’ll be snuffed out.’, Red Fang said, pulling himself up to his feet while another hunk of flesh fell to the ground from his face.   The stench alone was enough to make Sonic want to vomit, but he held himself together as the two began to fight.  

            The battle seemed to rage between the two factions, light and dark until Sonic caught Red Fang’s fist and it crumbled in his hand.  Instead of completely disintegrating, Fang laughed maniacally.   

            ‘You can’t destroy what’s already corrupt, hedgehog.’, the skeletal lunatic cackled. 

 

Chapter 2—Listening to the Medallion

            Sonic knew something worse was coming.  He had remembered something the Oracle had told him when he and his siblings were seeking refuge with him and his wife.

            ‘Listen to the Medallion.  There will be times when it speaks to you.  Heed its voice.’, he recalled the Oracle telling him sagely.    The Medallion had spoken to him before, but it had been so long ago, he couldn’t help degrading himself into believing that it was coincidental this had happened.   He had to remember magic was so far beyond himself that he simply had to trust it had his best interest at heart.   White magic was surrounding him, and the dark, obviously was reforming Red Fang.   

            Around the chaos emerald, oscillating and pulsating purple much like the disgusting heartbeat of an ancient, indestructible evil, Red Fang had become reborn.    His body was a mixture of essence and flesh, something indescribable.       

            ‘There will be only one victor.   I’ve seen how this ends, hedgehog, and let’s just say, spoiler alert, it isn’t good for you.’, Red Fang laughed, smirking as he knocked Sonic in the schnoz, back into the endless void.   

            Luckily, there had been nothing to hit, but Sonic had seen stars after being clocked so hard.   He had been close to death before, but he figured Red Fang was simply toying with him, similarly the way a predatory cat would with an insignificant mouse.    

            ‘Draw me out.  Only pure diamond can shatter a corrupt chaos emerald…’, the Medallion said.    He could see a sword fashioned out of pure diamond in his mind’s eye and knew he had to concentrate.    He was hurtling through the void so quickly he would catch glimpses of other iterations’ timelines, but he wasn’t distracted.    Cautiously, he went within himself and came to a clear pool, where the diamond sword waited.

 

Chapter 3—‘As If a Sword Will Save You !’  

            Quickly, coming out of a trance before Red Fang collided with him again, Sonic defended himself with the diamond sword.

            'As if a sword will save you !   There is no stopping the apocalypse.   Accept your fate, since all of it ends in entropy when all is said and done.’, Red Fang prophesized.   

            ‘As if I’ll fall for that.’, Sonic scoffed.  The two squared off until Sonic found and opening and countered, impaling Red Fang straight through the heart.   The sword was hard enough to shatter the chaos crystal into thousands, maybe even millions of fragments.   Once they broke, however, they turned into nothing more than sand.   In this form, they weren’t going to influence anyone, even if they were inhaled.   There was a lingering sense of sadness over how corruption could consume someone that they became the epitome of madness, but Sonic was relieved that the timeline was safe from another agent of chaos.   He was certain since Timely was still on his wrist that others existed elsewhere, and even though this was an Atlantean burden he had to bear, it was likely one of his offspring would come to inherit it at some point.  Whatever the case, he was sure that Timely would choose his next champion and the cycle would begin anew.  

 

Chapter 4—Safe and Sound

            Back on Mobius it was as if nothing happened.   Everyone had seen Sonic wink into nothingness and then reappear.    It was a bit perplexing, but Amy and his family welcomed him back first.   She smothered him in kisses and didn’t hold back.

            ‘How did you manage defeating him ?’, she asked, genuinely inquisitive.

            ‘The medallion spoke.  It told me to ‘go within’ and I emerged with a diamond sword.  Apparently, it’s the only element strong enough to shatter a chaos emerald.’, he explained.   Sonia and Manic hadn’t had the same experience that their brother had undergone, but they had a feeling that the time would come their medallions would guide them similarly.    For now, all of them were happy and grateful Sonic was back without a scratch.   

‘I think we should celebrate, but not until dad’s had a bit of a rest.  Looks like that last fight took a bit out of you, and you still have the sword.’, Dashiel observed.    A fitting weapon for a warrior such as the regent and sovereign of Mobius, waiting for another opportunity to be wielded.

 

Epilogue

            It wasn’t only a day of celebration but an entire week that Sonic wasn’t anticipating, thrown in his honor.   The people of Mobius were exceptionally grateful, although they had only snippets of what had occurred within the void of space and time.   Only Sonic had felt its ravages, but he had been far stronger than he imagined.    His ultra form had protected him from any rapid aging that might’ve happened there.  

            Sonic could finally kick back and savor a tiny bit of libation with Amy.   It wasn’t often he had alcohol, but the occasion called for it, and he wasn’t one to give in to inebriation, since he knew his limits.   

            ‘Thank the Gods we’re finally rid of that awful menace.’, Amy said, while spooning close to Sonic later in the evening as they rested their eyes after another non-stop celebration.   It seemed excessive, but Sonic didn’t want to turn away any revelers or support for Mobius herself.  Everyone was coming together and found a new breath of fresh air after the initial victory.    They were all grateful that evil had been defeated yet again.    It was still a mystery why the watch and sword were still within his own timeline, but Sonic didn’t pretend he even understood that.   That was an enigma for another day, and his eyes had grown heavy.

            ‘Goodnight my darling love.  My thornless Rose.’, he said, affectionately as his nose brushed against hers and he nibbled Amy’s neck softly to elicit coquettish titters and the occasional sigh of pleasure.    

            ‘Sleep well, fearless one.’, she said, smooching him softly before curling into Sonic’s strong embrace to fall into reverie herself.    Tomorrow was another day, but it would indeed be a brighter one, since soon, Sonic’s eldest would be marrying the woman of his dreams.   It had come so fast that a wave of nostalgia overcame him, and an errant tear escaped him.   Looking above, he thanked his lucky stars and the Gods again, breathed a deep, fresh breath of air and held Amy close to his heart as he dove into the realm of dreams for another night.

 

To Be Continued…

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